Death has power. Therefore, to its less blinded eyes, its beloved are
still with it; for it, the veil of matter that separates has been torn
away.

A mother dies, leaving behind her little helpless children,
whom she adores, perhaps a beloved husband also. We say that
her "Spirit" or Ego--that individuality which is now wholly
impregnated, for the entire Devachanic period, with the
noblest feelings held by its late _personality, i.e._, love
for her children, pity for those who suffer, and so on--is
now entirely separated from the "vale of tears," that its
future bliss consists in that blessed ignorance of all the
woes it left behind ... that the _post-mortem_ spiritual
consciousness of the mother will represent to her that she
lives surrounded by her children and all those whom she
loved; that no gap, no link will be missing to make her
disembodied state the most perfect and absolute
happiness.[36]

And so again:

As to the ordinary mortal his bliss in Devachan is complete.
It is an absolute oblivion of all that gave it pain or sorrow
in the past incarnation, and even oblivion of the fact that
such things as pain or sorrow exist at all. The Devachanî
lives its intermediate cycle between two incarnations
surrounded by everything it had aspired to in vain, and in
the companionship of everything it loved on earth. It has
reached the fulfilment of all its soul-yearnings. And thus it
lives throughout long centuries an existence of _unalloyed_